Game Delay Due to Rain

Sorry folks. The weather has been hit or miss. My finances have been hit or miss. My mood has been hit or miss. My symptoms have been hit or miss.

All in all, it has been a roller coaster week and I have had to focus my energies elsewhere. In case you didn't know, I have about 2 - 4 hours worth of energy a day. Usually that comes to me in the morning. This week I have helped a friend out by babysitting her six month old for a few hours. The kid sleeps as much as I do so it worked out pretty well. My job sent me an application for Long Term Disability. I spent a few hours filling that out. I pouted a bit and cried on the phone to my mom which ate up a few more hours. Sadly, you, my dear peeps, have been neglected. I have story ideas and keep sitting down to start posting, but I get overwhelmed at the idea of writing out a story. I start to write a bunch of nonsense, but when I am not in a whimsical mood, they don't really come out well.

It is the same in real life. I have a very dry, sarcastic wit. When I am full of life and energy, I can pull it off because I am careful to watch everyone's responses and make sure they are getting that I am telling a joke. When I am tired or moody, I just piss people off and hurt their feelings. I forget to smile and they think I am just being mean. I don't know why. I can't remember a time in my adulthood when I have actually made fun of someone else. It goes against my nature to build people up. Why people would ever think I would say something intentionally degrading is beyond me.

Ah well, the point is I have learned my lesson. Which means you get stories or nothing at all! (I write as I totally negate the statement with this entire post.) I did make mini apple pies this week. I have been craving them, but I make them from scratch. I finally decided to try making the crust in my food processor. I figured it didn't matter if it turned out too badly, it would still be pie. And I like pie! As it works out, minus the cooking time, I made a pie in 15 minutes. This is not good. It cannot be that easy for me to make pie! And it gets worse.

After I devoured the first one I made, I was still craving more. This time the crust was already made. So, I made another one in about 10 minutes and ate it too. I cannot have that kind of temptation sitting around! Unfortunately in my pie craving madness, I bought a 5 lb bag of Granny Smith apples. Each pie takes one apple. I have six apples left. Plus, I still have crust in the refrigerator! Hmmm, I think I have to go now. To make pie. Because pie is 4th on my list of true loves after Goldie, Bacon and Batman. I wonder what Bacon Pot Pie would taste like?

Yeah, I gotta go. Now.

Poo Sandwiches Taste Like Crap!

I feel like a poo sandwich but I don't want to lick myself so I don't know how I taste. I hurt. All over. My eyelids are sore. This is not a good day. I thought I was really getting better and now this. Ugh! I am starting to think that my physical well being is directly related to the weather. It is very weird that how I feel is inversely related to how much sun is out there. Call me crazy, but I can't help but notice. I have acupuncture again tomorrow so maybe I can get him to validate my theory. At the very least I am hoping he smiles and nods politely while I tell him. I am paying him after all.

I am dealing with life right now and it is arguing with me. I am looking at my finances and it has become painfully obvious that I am in over my head. I have no idea when I am going to go back to work and that means no income. I was pretty much treading water before this whole mess struck. And while I have just started to go into debt, I can see that it is going to be an extremely fast ride to the bottom. For the last couple of days, I have been looking into what it would take to sell my condo and move to an apartment. I could get out of debt, save up another down payment and try again later on.

When I got my new job, I knew it was going to be a close shave budget wise. I also knew that I could manage it and I always live within my means. I am starting to see that it may not have been the wisest choice. I am too old and too single to be scraping by every month. I need to get to a financial place where I can go through something like this and not even have to voice more than a "meh." I need to start saving for retirement. I need to have a savings account. I need to start living like I am 35 not 25. Odd how growing up would include selling my home and going back to renting.

I am not making any decisions yet and it will be another couple months before I put it on the market. I like to plan in advance. This way I can mentally go through all my belongings and decide what to purge. That is the other thing. I have too much stuff. When I first moved into this place, I had enough furniture to decorate the master bedroom. Now I have enough to fill it up and the spare bedroom is just acting as a catchall instead of having a purpose. Where did it all come from? I don't know, but I do know where it is going. Away.

This is my life, or as Goldie says in Overboard "Yes, (sigh) I suppose I belong in this hovel. I didn't marry very well, did I?"

I just realized that sounds sad an pathetic, but it is actually making giggle so I hope you all get the joke.

Happy Valentine's Day

I just want to dedicate this post to the three loves of my life today.

Goldie, Bacon and Batman.

My life would be unbearable without you.

Goldie shows me happiness by reminding me that I choose how I to react to life is my choice.

Bacon gives me joy. Meat candy ya'll, what is more joyful than that?

Batman reminds me of peace. I can't change the world, I just have to do whatever right thing I can. And sometimes, that means kicking a little ass.

And NO, I don't have to tell you that I love God because He already knows that. He doesn't mind sharing the spotlight once since He created the big 3 to begin with. Plus, even if you can't take a joke, He can. So, don't judge me, or you will make baby Jesus cry and then who will the bad guy be? YOU WILL! Do you want to ruin baby Jesus' Valentine's Day? I didn't think so.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Mono is Giving Me Carpal Tunnel

Because I only feel good when I am lying down, I have been typing in this really weird position. I have been lying down slightly propped up on one arm of the loveseat; my feet up on the other arm; and my computer half on my thighs and half on my stomach. This is making me type with my arms all wonky. I thought it was just the mono when my arms started aching. Last night, I realized it is my horrible posture. So now I have pushed the laptop further forward so it is in fact a laptop and not a bellytop.

But today I am feeling even worse than normal, so I doubt I will be typing much at all. This is a particularly bad mono day where I am too tired to do anything, but not tired enough to sleep. I have been striving not be grumpy. I started failing at that after the 43rd day of being sick. I think it is time to call out the big anti-grumpy guns and throw on a Goldie Hawn movie. The day that fails to cheer me up will be the worst day of my life. And folks, that day is not today.

Goldie Hawn is my hero. If you are wondering why, the simplest explanation I can give is that when she was a little girl and people would ask her what she wanted to be when she grew up, here answer was, "Happy." That isn't the original reason why I started idolizing her, but it explained everything I do like about her. So, I'm just sticking to that.

There is oh so much more for me to say on the Goldie subject. But, I really do feel like crap on toast and it is making me ill just to type so that will have to do for now.